Can’t Win Me Back

Amber's eyes reddened as she darted toward the trapdoor in The Millennium, tears streaming down her face.

Remy had let her go.

He actually spared her! Didn't this prove that he was Damien? That his true nature lingered, even if his memories of the past had been lost? Hope and excitement bubbled within her as she ran.

She had to reach Alyssa immediately and share this evidence—this incredible news! Emerging from the trapdoor, Amber navigated the tangled paths among the weeds on the mountain behind The Millennium.

Suddenly, she froze.

Her breath hitched.

Beams of white light shone from all directions, focusing on her.

The cold, unyielding spotlights told her everything—she was surrounded, the target of an ambush.

Amber's heart pounded in her chest.

Cold sweat slicked her palms as her fingers clenched tightly around her dagger.

The veins on the back of her hand throbbed with adrenaline.

Six assassins in black emerged from the shadows, their flashlights cutting through the gloom like the eyes of hungry hyenas.

lights focusing on her, there

to survival

determination as

slashed through the neck of the nearest assassin, a

desperate precision, aiming for

man, who had clearly underestimated

to the ground, and blood gushed

seized the opening, surging

very

wasn't just her survival—it was about

many more enemies lay in wait, but an ominous sense of

she'd make it back

immediately behind her,

dug a hole beneath a tree with her

tree trunk, she then moved to the side to make

after a couple of

gentle though

was just about to

tore into her left arm, knocking her phone from

down the slope, out

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